When I beseech you to include me
You say you lack the capacity
Whether you do or not
It's all the same to me
Please say you're going to find

(room)

Then it's good to be rude
Well let me in too
Is it spacious?
Is it anything like this?

Then I take it there baby
And I show it
But I'm not so sure
That I'll be played
And it's enclosing on my space

Waiting for the thrill of life
To return me to wonder
I swear that you've gotta be itchin to close
I'll be the one to see you're happy
Wait together and I put you in your box
Oh here, are you ready
To sing Little Box?